Time. What a fickle and funny little thing “time” is. Is it just me or is it the older I get the more fleeting time becomes? Am I the only one that thinks this?
There never seems to be enough time in the day, week, month, or year to get everything accomplished that I want to. It doesn’t matter what it is, something as major as saving money, or losing weight to something as simple as revisiting a new restaurant you enjoy–time just slips through my grasp! For some context–my husband and I went to a lovely French bistro the day before our wedding, and we vowed to go back. Well, in about three weeks he and I will have been married for a year, and ask me how many times we’ve gone back to that bistro? ZERO. How is it possible that an entire year has gone by without us going back? Probably for the same reason that each day goes by and there never seems to be enough hours in the day to accomplish everything you want. Then those blurred days, turn into blurred weeks, and the next thing you know years have gone by!
They say “you make the time for the things that are most important to you.” and I think that’s a bunch of crap. ONLY because if you think in those terms, then it indirectly makes you a failure for not taking the time to accomplish everything. You’re not a failure–you’re just trying to survive life! (Or at least I am.) When there are so many things that need to take up your time, it’s no wonder you never feel accomplished. I don’t know about you, but in my normal, everyday life I have to wake up, get ready, commute through traffic to get to work, work a job that is mentally draining, commute through traffic back home, make dinner, and eventually go to bed. And those are just my BASICS. That does not include the list of items and responsibilities that fill up our individual days: take time for you mental health/meditate/self-care/gratitude, enrich your mind, enrich your body, work out, eat healthy, take time for your hobbies/passions, take time for your spouse/significant other, take time to nourish your friendships, your family relationships, your relationship with yourself. Drink enough water, go grocery shopping, do laundry, fold and put away laundry, sweep the floors, dust the tables, declutter your life, organize the closets, run errands, don’t snooze, get enough sleep, keep up on your favorite TV shows, write “meaningful” blog posts, take trips, see the world, etc., etc., etc. This list goes on and on. (on aside note: how do people afford to pay for all the things?????????) All the while, “making time for what is important” let me tell you, doing laundry is not something I will be thinking about on my death bed…
And that doesn’t even include items if you are going through a major life event. What if you’re buying a house? Or Getting married? Or having a baby? Or having your second baby? Did you get a new puppy? Do you have pets that rely on your love an comfort? Are you experiencing an illness either mentally or physically that requires you to attend appointments with a professional? Suddenly the idea of time is just that, an idea. It becomes an uncontrollable enigma that runs away from you. You may see all these people posting about how they “crushed life” and “did ALL the things.” But did they really? It’s like going to T.G.I.Friday’s, their cuisine is ALL over the board (American, Italian, Asian, Mexican, etc.) There is NO WAY they are doing all of those things well–and it certainly won’t be healthy I’ll tell you that much! But I digress. At the end of the day there has to be some give somewhere. There is no way you are doing everything perfectly. And honestly, if you are, if every aspect of your life is happy and perfect and balanced and Zen–then you need to write that shit down and sell your methodology to the public–because I know I could certainly use the help.
I basically live in past time, there is no such thing as present time with me. Hell, I have friends, I have bridesmaids that were in my wedding almost a year ago (again, in three week it will be a year) and I HAVEN’T SEEN THEM SINCE some only live 35 miles from me too! And it’s not because we don’t want to see each other, it’s because there’s no flipping time!!! Moral of the story: adulting is hard, time management is even worse. So if you are reading this and you’re a rock star at life and time management–please send me your ways (and tacos, I could always use tacos.) Alternatively, if you find yourself in the same boat that I’m in please for the love of God let me know I’m not the only one! Just because I can’t get a grip doesn’t mean you can’t 🙂